Monday, June 29, 2009

Haircut anyone?

I got this one friend,
his name is Zarif,
so damn "market",
with his bootcut pants,
corduroi shoes,
aerodynamic hair,
and many more!

but for your guys information,
hes also an excellent hairdresser!
cool eyh!
ha ha!

heres some proof~

the salon is located in the toilet on the 3rd floor of block H

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Convoying from Kong Kong to JB...

Last month, us scouts went to Akeela's and Mowgli's camp at Kong Kong, Pasir Gudang..
we had lots of fun there.. Here are some pictures and a video of our motorcycles convoy going back to jb...

Sleeping with the fishes...

Last week, Hariz, Xian Jun, Chi Zhyi and Karthik went to feed the fishes in the small river behind our class. We fed them first grade Gardinea bread. Good for health! hehe! At first I dind't know how big the fish were, then when one came to eat up the bread pieces, I saw it..... It was so big man! As big as my forearm! My dreams of swimming in the river again was gone! haiya.... And so we fed the fish until they were bloated not realizing it was already recess, so we rushed back to the canteen to feed ourselves! ahhaa!!

Hariz looking for the fishes

"Where lah the fish??"

Goo goo ga joob!

I really love this song!
so psycadelis and blissfull!
it really brings you to another world,
another state of being,
listen to it!

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation t-shirts, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you've been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman (woo), they are the eggmen (woo), I am the walrus,
Goo goo ga joob.

Mister City P'liceman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run.
I'm crying.
I'm cry, I'm crying, I'm cry.

Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl and you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman (woo), they are the eggmen (woo), I am the walrus,
Goo goo ga joob.

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan from
Standing in the English rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
goo goo gajoob ga goo goo gajoob.

Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (ho ho ho, he he he, ha ha ha)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide.
I'm crying.

Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus,
Goo goo gajoob ga goo goo ga joob
(everybody smoke pot everybody Smoke Pot!)

Our time is running out!

You know what?
I just finished listening to this song,
muse - time is running out,
and I thought to myself,
"hey man, don't you have your STPM exams this year?"
its just around the corner,
and calculatedly approximately,
4 months, 1 week, 2 days, 20 hours, 7 minutes and 13 seconds...

I am so dead!

I am so not in the mood...

hey guys,
sorry if I've not been updating my blog lately,
been so busy with this and that,
plus moodless expressions of myself keep coming up,
I will still try to entertain you guys every chance I get,
no worries,
everyday I think of it,
and yet,
I regret,
saying to myself,
"for what reason lah you create this blog if nothing is posted",
sorry guys,
just wait and see,
predictions and forecast,
stories and biographies,
nothing left out!